I just kissed my sworn eminence. The person my father wanted killed the most. The solider...
and I loved it.
Icarus' lips are perfect, nothing like any girls I have ever kissed. His lips are rough, but somehow still soft in a way I can't explain. Their warm, apart from his freezing cold hands, and he is an incredible kisser (I wonder how many women he has kissed like this.) (Damn, I sure am jealous of them). My entire body filled with heat, my cheeks getting flushed as I kissed him, and I've never felt anything like this when kissing girls.
I finally pull away, looking at Icarus' face. I couldn't hold myself back from giggling, as he had the most ridiculous expression. He turned red and pretended to punch me in my gut.
"Heyy- knock it off it's not funny-" I can see he's holding back a smile, because the corners of his mouth keep twitching.
"Okay, okay!" I let out another small snicker "I'm sorry...I couldn't control myself." I feel his cold hand rest on my cheek as he pulls me into another kiss. God, I wish I could kiss him all day.
This time Icarus pulls away, looking at me with his navy blue eyes "Please tell me your not just kissing me to make me feel better."
"God no, Icarus, I wouldn't do that." I pause for a moment...That's not what I'm doing- right? Am I actually gay? Yeah. I hate girls. I want Icarus. "Your not kissing me just to make ME feel better are you."
"Charles." He pauses, fixing his poster "If I didn't want you to kiss me, you'd be dead on the floor."
I laugh, grabbing a hold of his hands (their also oddly boney and long).
Icarus' expression seemed to change, and I now feel like I've done something wrong.
"Icarus?"
"I just know you have to eventually go...and I don't want something bonding between us just to have you disappear from my life forever."
I understand what he's saying, and I feel the grip of his hands loosen a bit. "Icarus, I promise that..if...if something is flourishing between us...I won't let it die. I'll come back, and I'll visit you almost everyday, even if our love is forbidden." I squeeze his hand gently, and he squeezes back.
Icarus chuckles a bit "Charles, you sound like a Goddamn love novel."
I look into his eyes, his gaze already reading my eyes "Well...maybe we are a love novel." I let go of his hands, cupping his face and kissing his pale pink lips.
I want this to last forever.
I want us to last forever.
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Knights And The Color Blue
FantasyA Young Knight, the name of Charles, was sent on a journey across the land to save a princess..though Charles wasn't very interested in princesses...Or any girls in that fact. As this son travels across the earth, He ran into an incident, Causing hi...